My train to Bologna (or, Zurich, then Milan, then Bologna) leaves in two hours. I'm awake. I want to go. Right now.
At the same time, I feel like there are a billion things I forgot. Like what? I don't know. That's the point. If I remembered them, of course, we wouldn't have this issue now would we?
I'm a bit nervous but don't tell anyone that.
Diving into the internet helps me none here. I will need to go out and be social and only feel slightly smug that I'm not jet lagged like everyone else.
Love always,
Clara
At the same time, I feel like there are a billion things I forgot. Like what? I don't know. That's the point. If I remembered them, of course, we wouldn't have this issue now would we?
I'm a bit nervous but don't tell anyone that.
Diving into the internet helps me none here. I will need to go out and be social and only feel slightly smug that I'm not jet lagged like everyone else.
Love always,
Clara
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